Colors for a Cause

Did y’all catch the Golden Globe awards? It was epic. Go watch Oprah’s speech. It felt like the salve my soul needed after processing #metoo. Catch Natalie Portman calling out the all male nominations in the directors category. So many inspired speeches; this award show was revitalizing to me.

I’ve been thinking a lot about sexism, sexual harassment, and sexual assault. I go on walk/attempted runs at night in my neighborhood and I feel like I leave the house prepared. I give myself a good pep talk about shouting no and fighting back if I was attacked. Which got me down the thought rabbit hole of saying no. I feel like saying no wasn’t something instilled in me. Is that my upbringing? A generational thing? A female thing? I took a self defense class in my early 20’s and I couldn’t finish the course. The act of saying no was startling and overwhelming. One time, Eric’s Oma was in a wee car accident and in the hospital over night for monitoring. She told the doctors no to asprin because she didn’t want a blood thinner. I had NO idea you could say no to a doctor. As a mother I’ve been told by countless memes to embrace the chaos and say yes to more. Y’all. I don’t want to say yes. I want to say no. Or at least only say yes when I’m emotionally/spiritually/physically prepared for the adventure. Anyways, this was the rabbit hole my brain took tonight to process #metoo and #TIMESup. I don’t have any answers or plans, but I’m going to keep practicing finding my voice and calling bull shit on sexist behavior around me.